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Souls Are Not Perishing...Ideas Are!



We are so f^cking spiritual to the point that we see ideas as unspiritual.

No matter how bright these ideas are, as long as they are seen or viewed under the microscope of religion, they are dirty and dark.
So we miss it often times.

We are distracted with winning souls that will never finish, neglecting to live our lives that has an expiry date.

Our minds are so narrowed and conditioned to win win win souls, rather than solving everyday's problems and churning out futuristic ideas.

That's why when kids in China, USA, or Rwanda are building robots, kids in Nigeria are speaking in tongues and earning our love, admiration and applause.

We send our kids to schools to read, write, imagine, think and solve world's problems, yet we are more excited when they get baptized and speak in tongues for one hour.

I just heard the story of a man that went to apply for the position of a programmer in a company, but he was told they didn’t need the services of a programmer as they weren’t an IT firm.

Baba went home, cried small then stood up, walked around and reflected for a while before he came up with an idea.

The idea was simple enough and right in front of our faces all along.

He and his friend invented a software that enables high school students check their JAMB score via sms, without having to go to a cyber cafe.

So together, they went to pitch their idea to JAMB first and then MTN, it was accepted and both giants in the education sector and the telecommunications sector invested and embraced the idea.

The first launch saw him and his friend making 100 million naira, this was after Jamb took 50%, and MTN 25%. Baba and his friend's cut was 100 frigging million naira for the first launch only.

This young man and his friend came up with this idea and today he is a millionaire.

Jamb has been selling vouchers for years to cybercafés, and cybercafés are disappearing.

Jamb has IT department yet none of their own programmers ever thought about this.

Graduates are going to JAMB to look for work, yet no one thought USSD, nobody in this country thought USSD for JAMB.

By the way, these young men are muslims.

The point is, we Christians are so caught up in the so called race, when God gives us ideas that will shape the world, either we are too busy gallivanting with flyers and Megaphone's to listen and understand, or we are so brainwashed with fanatical doctrines, we push them aside as the devils work and label them sin.

We don’t see any more if it is not wrapped in religion.

Our free days are no more free for us to think and reflect, we have filled them with church activities and prayers.

We are so desperate to see vision we end up blind from lack of vision.

You can't inspire a healthy world if your mind is beguiled with misconceptions and misguided doctrines.

You can't give what you don't have, just like you can't be given what you can't use.

We forget that an unfilled man or woman, cannot preach or spread the gospel effectively.

Souls are not perishing, ideas are!




Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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